I could be well moved if I were as you;
If I could pray to move, prayers would move me:
But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true-fixed and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament.
The skies are painted with unnumbered sparks.
They are all fire and every one doth shine;
But there’s but one in all doth hold his place:
So in the world. 'Tis furnished well with men,
And men are flesh and blood, and apprehensive,
Yet in the number I do know but one
That unassailable holds on his rank,
Unshaked of motion. And that I am he...

My blood cries out for the vengeance of my people's blood, which can only be repaid with at least twice as much blood or maybe 3 times as much blood,LIKE IF YOU WENT TO HELL AND IT WAS FULL OF BLOOD AND THAT BLOOD WAS ON FIRE AND IT WAS RAINING BLOOD, THEN MAYBE THAT WOULD BE ENOUGH BLOOD! ...ehmm but probably not.
- anonymous Blood Mage.

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... But we are still the Nathreziim! We will not let some upstart human get the best of us. A high elf mayyybe, but a human = NEVER!​